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Chapter 17

Ma had clearly spent some time on the phone with the du Preez family and I guess with Oom Jakob as well because by the time I got up the next morning, she had a heap of stuff on the kitchen table ready to be loaded into the bakkie when Stephan and Johan arrived. As soon as we had finished breakfast she told me what to pack and then sent me off to do it with the words, "You will need to know how to pack for boarding school so you might as well start learning now."
Once I was packed she came to "inspect" my handiwork and apart from a few pointers, she seemed reasonably satisfied that I had done a good job. This kind of surprised me because it was the first time I had packed for myself and although ma had told me what to pack there were only a couple of things that I had forgotten.
It was a good thing that I had done so well because I would not have had time to repack before Stephan was pulling in the drive and asking for our stuff to add to the load that was already in the back of the double cab Toyota HiLux. My eyes opened wide when I saw the car because Stephan had not been allowed to drive it before. Stephan had actually complained to me about it the one time when he was working at our farm. He must have realised my surprise and said, "Ja, pa was kind to me today. But I have to be very careful. I cannot afford to donner[i] the bakkie or I will never be allowed to drive anything other than my bicycle again."
I grinned and nodded and let it go with that. Stephan knew I would not let on that he had really wanted to get behind the wheel of the double cab.
>From my house we did the short hop to Willie's and loaded his stuff and set off with Stephan and Johan in the front and Willie and me on the back seat.

Before we got very far down the farm road, I asked if Jan and Hendrik were also coming and Stephan said, "I cannot tell you the answer to that question."
Naturally I asked, "Why?"
"Because I can only tell naked people that answer." He replied with a grin a Cheshire cat would be proud of.
That was no problem for me and I immediately began to strip off. Of course I had only four items to remove as usual. Two trainers, a T shirt and shorts were soon lying in the foot well of my seat and I was sitting naked and proud with the inevitable hard on to show that I was definitely a male. "Right you can tell me now." I said.
"No I can't. There are still others who are not naked in the car." Stephan responded.
"Come on you two. Get your clothes off." I ordered.
"Surely you don't expect us to get naked as well. It is PP's question." Willie evaded.
"Why not. The double cab is a high vehicle and no one will be able to see that you are not just shirtless, and I want the pleasure of knowing that as I have to do all the driving, I have some things to think about and give me an interest in my driving." Stephan argued.
"Come on guys, please! It is fun and no one has ever noticed me being nude in the bakkie before." I begged.
"You've been on the highway naked before?" Johan asked in surprise.
"Ja. A few times." I answered.
"Was your ma in the bakkie too?" Willie asked.
"Of course not! Domkop[ii]. It was with Stephan and Oom Jakob." I said, and suddenly realised that I had let the cat out of the bag.
Willie looked at me and his face was a bit flushed because this confirmed to him that his father had been doing to me what he had had done to Willie when he was about my age.
"Anyway, it doesn't matter; just get your clothes off." I finished off and re-iterated my order.
Willie did not want to pursue my riding naked with his father and Johan knew better than to pursue my doing it with his brother and I think there was also a little pang of jealousy with them as they had been missing out on the sex stuff. Of course they were conveniently forgetting that we had been missing out on what they had got up to with each other and also with some others while at school.
Much to my relief, they decided to at least give it a try and so began to strip off. Because both of them had underwear on, they each had one more piece to take off than I had, but were soon as equally naked as me.
"Ok, we're all naked now. Please can you tell us?" I asked Stephan.
"Do you promise to stay naked unless we are going to stop somewhere for fuel or drinks or something?" Stephan asked and got three agreements. "Ok, yes they are joining us and have two friends who are spending half term with them who are joining us as well. I understand these are friends who do similar sorts of things at school with them." Stephan explained.
So that was it. There were going to be eight of us all looking to have some cock fun and we would be there for three days and two nights.
"But we won't all fit in the bakkie." I remarked.
"No they are meeting us there." Stephan told us and then looked back over his shoulder briefly while we were stopped at the intersection of the farm road with the main road. This gave him the chance to see both Willie and I each with our hand around the other's cock and giving each other a slow wank. "Don't wear yourselves out too much on the way and keep some of the offering for others too." He told us giving us a very definite idea of what he had planned for our camp.
Johan also looked at us and said, "It's not fair. At least you two get to enjoy being naked in the car, while I have to just sit here and watch the road."
"You could watch us." Willie said with a chuckle.
"That will make it even worse!" Johan complained.
"Actually it is not fair, so you two should stop doing that and let's all just talk about some of the things we might get up to at the cabin." Stephan said, "And Johannes, you can keep an eye on them and remind them that they are not to play with themselves or each other until we get to the cabin."
And so we sat there in the bakkie with cocks that were constantly changing between flexible hose to rigid tent poles depending on what the topic of conversation was at the time.

We had been travelling for about two and a half hours when Stephan told us to put some shorts and our trainers on as we were going to pull into an Ultra City[iii] off the N4 highway which we were on.
He had not given us much warning and we only just got our shorts on when he left the motorway onto the service ramp into the ultra-city. When we got out the car, he made us also put shirts on and then quietly told us that he expected it all to be off before we pulled back onto the highway; to which we responded that it was also his turn and he could lose his clothes before we pulled out as well. Stephan did not respond to that and we left it hanging as we all made a bee-line for the loos to relieve our bladders of the build-up of piss we had accumulated while travelling. Of course we could not leave the ultra-city without having a look around as we seldom got to see anything like the ultra city's with living in the rural area and only travelling to the nearest town for school and supplies. So it was really only when we were going on holiday that we rode on the motorways and stopped at this sort of place.
So about half an hour after we had arrived, armed with a burger, chips and drink each to consume as part of an early lunch we made our way back to the car.
"Don't lose any clothing yet. I still have to fill up with diesel." Stephan warned us. We all got into the bakkie and Stephan drove towards the exit where the fuel station was. We stayed in the car while he filled the bakkie up and went to the kiosk to pay. Getting back into the car he pulled away from the pumps and then slowed down a bit as he leant forward and undid the laces on his trainers. We all saw this and realised that Stephan was going to join us in our nudity and we started to strip as well. Moments later with seat belts fastened the Toyota pulled back onto the N4 with four totally naked occupants, all of whom were sporting full blown hard-ons.
As we were approaching Pretoria, Stephan told us to get dressed again and then did a good contortionist act to get his shorts and shirt on while still driving. Travelling through a big city was too risky to stay naked. We could have gone on the bypass, but Stephan though we should see what a big city looked like and so took us in and through the city exiting onto the road to Hartbeespoort Dam the other side.

About mid-afternoon we turned off of the tar road onto a gravel road which would lead us to the land owned by Stephan's uncle. Once again we were naked and this time when we got the gate that marked the entrance to the uncle's property, we were ordered to get out and open it without getting any clothes on. None of us had a problem with this as it was clearly obvious there was no one else about to see us. The opportunity to stretch our legs was also a blessing and so all three of us got out and Johannes brought the key to the padlock and unlocked the gate. We then pushed it open and Stephan drove through. He told us to leave the padlock open so that Jan and Hendrik could lock it behind them when they got there. Getting back into the bakkie we still had another fifteen minutes of travelling left before we pulled up at the cabin.

From the outside it looked fairly plain as a long single story building of brick under corrugated iron with a veranda running down the full length of the side facing the dam. Stephan unlocked the back door and we walked in. Inside was different. We entered through the kitchen which was open plan with the main part of the cabin and we soon discovered that the only other rooms were a toilet and shower. At both ends of the building were beds with a large sitting area in the middle between them and big glass doors that looked out onto the dam. In fact most of the wall that faced the dam was glass. Clearly there was not going to be any privacy for the next two nights. We had just finished unpacking the bakkie when we heard the sound of the other vehicle arriving and went outside, still naked to greet it. I recognised Jan in front passenger seat, but not the driver. When they pulled up, they were all smiling and laughing. Obviously someone had just told a joke or made a comment that had amused them. In fact we learned later that when Jan's friend, the driver, had seen four naked people come out to greet them he had made some comment about not knowing that the place came complete with live rations which had set them off on their laughing. All four of the occupants were still clothed and as they got out, Jan did the introductions. Kobus Van der Merwe who was the driver, 18 years old and a prefect at the school and boarding hostel that Jan and Hendrik were in. Kobus was also the captain of the school swimming team and as such was shaved smooth from the neck down. Adriaan, his 15 year old brother was in the same form as Hendrik at the school even though he was a year older because he had started school a year late from having been very ill for a year as a young child. To see him now, though, no one would believe it as he was already nearly six foot tall, had a sculpted body with no fat and some nice muscle definition from his sporting activities, but was not overly muscled. He kept his pubes trimmed just because he liked it that way. Both Kobus and Adriaan were gay and enjoyed the pleasures that Jan and Hendrik offered them in return for like pleasures. Neither were they shy about offering their pleasures to each other.

The eight boys made quick work of unloading the second vehicle also a Toyota Hi-Lux double cab which was a very popular vehicle at the time. Once everything was inside the four clothed boys had it clearly suggested to them that they were overdressed and should consider getting more comfortable and informal. Being borders they all were used to being naked in front of others and so this was not a problem to them and soon all eight were naked and sitting on the veranda enjoying some early sun downers in the form of Castle Laager, possible the most popular beer in southern Africa. Although only Stephan and Kobus were of legal age to drink, all eight had a cold beer in their hands.
While I had had some tastes of alcoholic beverages of different sorts, I had never had a full drink just to myself and probably had never got through more than two mouthfuls of beer or wine at a sitting. As a result this one beer got a bit more than a buzz going in my ears. I was not drunk, but possibly was not as far off of being drunk as either myself or the others thought. Fortunately I did not really enjoy the taste of beer at that stage in my life and so spent a long time drinking it and by the time I had finished my first beer the others were already nearing the end of their second ones and Stephan was already well into his third. But it was at this point that they decided it was time to go and start cooking for our evening meal. So carrying our drinks with us we made our way through the main room to the kitchen area and set about finding what meat we had for the meal. It was decided to go for the best first and eight large T bone steaks were taken out and were soon sizzling nicely in a couple of frying pans. Of course we could only fit one steak per pan at a time and so the first ones were left fairly rare as they would get some more cooking while they sat in the oven keeping hot while the next two were cooked. It turned out that none of us really liked well done beef and so the idea was to keep the steaks fairly rare anyway.

The other guys all had another beer while the cooking was being done, but I decided to have a coke instead. This helped to clear my head a little bit, but I was still under the influence when we sat down to dinner and more beers came out. This time I took a second beer which was something of a mistake because I definitely was drunk after that and not really aware of what I was doing. I have been told by Willem and also some time later on after the camp by Adriaan what I got up to whilst under the influence of alcohol. Perhaps the most embarrassing thing was I would go up to each of the guys there and dip my cock into their beer glass and then let them suck the beer off of my cock. The problem was I was too drunk to be able to get fully erect and most of the time I was sporting a semi and no better. However I also turned the tails and took my beer around to the guys and dipped their cocks into my beer and then sucked them. The trouble is that I do not know if I sucked any of them to orgasm or not. Certainly I did not have an orgasm that first night at the cabin and considering I had been teased in that area most of the day as we travelled and had not had an orgasm the whole time, I was certainly raring to go when I woke up in the morning, even with my hangover. I ask you – two beers and I make a fool of myself and get a hangover and no cum, either in or out. Anyway, the guys put me to bed by half past nine and I don't know how much later they went on for nor what all they did. But I did wake up before any of them the next morning; and they all woke with hangovers that appeared to be worse than mine.

When I did wake up, the first thing was to take care of my bladder and seeing the front door open, I just walked out there and stood on the edge of the veranda and peed out onto wild grass that when mowed passed for lawn at the cabin.